"The way you look at Pansy now is just like the way my mother looks at me." Malfoy held the cup, and the orange juice inside exuded an alluring sweetness.

He looked at the girl next to him and then at the short-haired girl opposite.

Amidst the lively singing, he came closer to talk to Licoris, "Do you like her that much?"

"Don't you like that she likes you?" Lycoris didn't comment on his strange description and picked up a pumpkin pie. "Girls are all beautiful."

Of course it was good, she was no longer obsessed with finding a pure-blood wizard to marry, she was working so hard.

Look at her now, she's glowing.

Malfoy was not annoyed at being squeezed by her. He was in a good mood today.

Fresh and delicious food, novel skeleton dance troupe, melodious music, people in the auditorium were happy and peaceful.

The situation of the trio is exactly the opposite.

The underground classroom was bone-chillingly cold, and white mist floated from the mouths of the three people talking. The food at the death anniversary party is not for people to eat, and it hurts my eyes just to look at it.

Hermione wanted to avoid Myrtle but Peeves told her. Myrtle felt sad that everyone was making fun of her and burst into tears.

The girl punched her two friends guiltily, hoping they would say something to make up for her mistake.

But the two of them could not say anything to comfort a sensitive female ghost, and Myrtle ran away crying.

It's like a sign that the rest is going to be bad.

Nick's death anniversary party is overshadowed by the ghosts of the Hunters, whose ears are devastated by the band's squeaking sound.

"Let's go back, I can't help it anymore." Ron's suggestion was agreed by two people, and the three decided to return to the auditorium.

"Tear you apart...kill you..."

Harry heard the voice again, this time not in a fixed position.

It's moving!

Harry was excited and scared, he must find it!

third floor.

Mrs. Norris's tail was hung on the torch holder, her body stiff, and her huge eyes looked straight at the three people.

The three people's minds went blank, but Ron reacted first, "Let's go quickly."

This situation is inexplicable, and even being caught cannot explain it.

"We...don't we save it?" Harry said stumblingly.

"What should I do if someone finds out?" Ron was extremely rational.

Hermione was so nervous that she couldn't speak, and her eyes were wide open.

"Are you not full?" Pansy watched Licoris pack three pieces of bread and asked in confusion, "Why pack this?"

Licoris didn't answer, just smiled at her.

She was always mysterious, and Pansy was used to it.

Pansy is different from Nott Malfoy.

If she couldn't ask, she wouldn't ask again. If others are willing to speak, then speak naturally. Even if she doesn't want to, she won't force it.

When Nott doesn't know, he thinks to himself. Even if he has many thoughts, he won't say them out and will confirm them himself.

Malfoy would keep asking until he couldn't answer anything, and then he would give up with doubts. When will you think of it next time, ask again, what if you tell me this time?

The party was over, and everyone walked to the common room chatting and laughing with their friends.

"The chamber of secrets has been opened. Those who are enemies of the heir, beware--" Malfoy read the bloody words on the wall, and his gray-blue eyes became more alert. "Who will be next?"

It was so irritating that Licoris couldn't help but stop talking.

This arrogant look is very much like a villain who can't survive more than three chapters in a male video's face-slapping novel.

"My cat!" Filch pushed aside everyone and rushed in, screaming.

Seeing the state of the cat that accompanied him, he looked at Harry angrily, "It must be you. You are taking revenge on me, right?"

He rushed over, holding Harry by the collar, "Why? Why did you attack her?"

"Filch!"

Dumbledore and other professors heard about this and rushed over.

The hot blood rushing to Filch's head cooled down, and he fell weakly to the ground.

"If you hate me, just come to me! Mrs. Norris is just a cat! If you want my life, take it!" He shouted hysterically, "If you want my life, take my life!"

"Filch, Mrs. Norris is not dead, just petrified." Dumbledore spoke, and his voice fell on Filch's ears like celestial music.

"Principal, you must save her!" Filch stood up with weak legs.

"You all come with me." Naturally, Dumbledore couldn't say or do too much here, "You three come together."

Dumbledore held the petrified Mrs. Norris, and Filch followed cautiously.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the students present and followed suit, "Prefect, take everyone back to the lounge."

Snape glanced at the Slytherin students in the front row, Malfoy who had caught Potter's mistake triumphantly, Pansy who had not yet come to his senses, and Nott who nodded to himself.

And, the daughter suddenly stepped forward.

"Hermione." When she saw the trio about to leave, Lycoris called to the girl.

With everyone watching, the girl walked up to the suspect in the matter.

"I heard that you went to the death anniversary party, didn't you have anything to eat? I brought you bread." Licoris took out the wrapped bread from her sleeve and put it into the girl's cold hands because of nervousness and fear.

The fear in Hermione's eyes did not fade away, and the texture of the oily paper bag in her hand brought her back to reality.

"Licolis..." Her voice trembled.

"It's okay," Lycoris smiled at her reassuringly, and shook Hermione's hand, "Go quickly, don't keep the principal and professor waiting. I'll wait for you to tell me whether the death anniversary party is fun, go ahead. !”

Harry Ron watched Hermione take the oiled paper bag, be the first to walk to Professor Lockhart's office, and follow him.

Licoris looked back calmly, her father's eyes couldn't be more obvious.

Snape turned his head and followed.

"It's gone, it's gone! It's all gone!" The prefects were like sheepdogs, driving the disobedient lambs to the lounge.

"Don't squeeze!"

"Don't run! Walk slowly!"

"Don't look back, there's nothing good to see!"

Slytherin common room.

Even though it was a busy day and we had a sumptuous dinner, everyone was already exhausted, tired and sleepy. However, this matter was so frightening that they all gathered together to discuss it.

"How dare you? They are murderers." Malfoy deliberately targeted Potter, "It is unimaginable that a saint would do such a thing."

Lycoris looked at Malfoy, "Do you really think it's Potter?"

After saying this, Notepansy looked at him.

Malfoy was looked at by six eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "If it's not him, who else could it be? It must be him."

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